“Sure babe.”
Bedelia asks about Pazzi, and Hannibal says they’ve crossed paths before, in his youth. Bedelia looks at him like, “you had a youth?”
“Does he know…what you are?” she asks. Appreciate the ‘what’ Bedelia. Hannibal responds that he was close enough to Pazzi to smell all the elements of epiphany on him. HAHAHA what. What do you think EPIPHANY smells like? Probably like, sweat and ~ozone~ or something.
Bedelia: “And yet here you are, free to tell me all about it”
Hannibal: “He must wait and lurk and think.” LURK. I would be careful throwing around the word ‘lurk’ if I were u, Hannibal Lurkter.
Anyway, Bedelia has obviously figured out (or known for months) that there’s a price on Hannibal’s head, so they chat about that a bit. Mostly what I want to talk about is: